It feels  like I've been awake for three days,

My mind's cluttered, my life's fluttered

By like some butterfly lost in the waves

Of reality, I'm feeling lost and troubled,

Maybe I'm going crazy, my vision's hazy,

All they say is "he's been a bit down lately",

They're disconnected from my struggle,

They think I'm good as I've ever been,

They only see the smiles that I smuggle,

Out from the static black hole that is my soul,

The only thing that seems to fix me is seeing,

That pretty little lady sitting near me,

Then I leave, my body's a tree, and my emotions are the leaves,

They fall off, I'm dead and naked, left alone and bleeding,

My heart's aching, hands are shaking,

The life I've been making is falling apart with every minute that I've been forsaken,

My head's held under and I'm suffocating, I'll need resuscitation,

'Cause every breath I'm taking is is the stake in

My chest, and and for God's sake it's not gonna stop,

I'm stuck with this, I guess it's just the grand plot,

That this painful life of mine has been following,

So I suppose I'm just supposed to know,

That in the end I'm gonna get what I get,

And just like that my  life's set,

On a one way trip bound for suffering and let's not forget,

That there was once a time when I could stand tall,

When I wasn't sure if I could ever fall

Down to this low level that I find my self at now,

But that's just the way it is.